One week more, and plenty more to do. Guess when I leave, ready or not, I will be able to "leave" the undone behind, and deal with the days before. This is a renewal test, to see if it all still works. If so, then much more will follow.
There's no stronger wind than the one that blows
Down a lonesome railroad line
No prettier sight than looking back
On a town you left behind
There's nothing that's as real
As a love that's in my mind
There's lots of things along the road
I'd surely like to see
I'd like to lean into the wind
And tell myself I'm free
But your softest whisper's louder
Than the highways call to me.
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